Oct 14, 2004

If

Do we tend to aim for something unreachable?
Do we keep increasing our set or level of expectation?
Do we find satisfaction when we have a fling with what we long for?
Do we dare trying?

If only I knew what it's like to be for once.
If only I could scratch my existence to make it unknown and unidentifiable.
If only I would bring this whole comfortability up one more step to a state of fixture.
If only I blew it up, and run away from reality!

You are there to give a thrill for that chilly day. I won't be.

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A film festival manager. A writer. An avid moviegoer. An editor. An aspiring culinary fan. A man.